Some Punk Stole My Posters

I went to Omaha today to trade cars with my mom. She was going to see Spamalot... I never get invited to those type of things. I don't know why not. And as I was trying to get out of Omaha, which was not going well, I just started bawling. I am so physically sick. I am so mentally exhausted. I need something to happen, or I may lose my mind.

I have a 10 ish page paper due tomorrow morning about a book that I did not read. I don' t know how I'm going to get out of this one.